Hi guys! First time writing a ff so comments pls. Also i'll need some help with the creation of some OCs and and Oc guild. If there are any suggestions pls email me. Till then, sit back and enjoy

Flashback

Flames…

Ash…

Ruins…

That was all the boy could see from his single working eye. Meekly, he called out" Mama! Papa!"
His weak voice echoed throughout but there was nobody to hear him. The sky was dark, not from the fact that it was nightfall but colored by the black flames which had obliterated the town.

The boy stumbled across the ruins, desperately turning around at each alley to search for his parents.

A small snowflake fell from the sky and the boy curiously reached to touch it. Instead of the cold, he felt a slight singe as the "flake" made contact with his finger and he noted that it was grey. There was no snow but in its place, ashes from the once great metropolis which descended upon the city like a post nuclear strike.

The boy was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a distant bellow two streets away. He had heard that same sound prior to the city's fall. It was not by man, not by a Vulcan nor by any other creature the boy seen before. It was what caused the city to fall, its name passed on from generation after generation to children as a bedtime story and what his father had boasted as the strongest creature of all time.

A dragon.

The bellow grew louder and the boy felt the earth shake as the dragon began to run. Panicked, he too turned to run. His little legs, crushed by the debris of his house, somehow managed to gain strength to push beyond their limits. He ran and ran, passed by mountains of corpses that were scattered across the streets. Most of them were burnt to the bone and those that were not, their faces etched with pain and agony, no doubt showing their final moments before death consumed them. The stench of blood and burning flesh rose and formed a concoction, revolting and yet numbing, more than enough for the boy to bear.
Then the earth stopped shaking entirely, and the boy turned to look back, expecting the dragon to pounce any time. Instead there was nothing, except the rustling of the dried leaves in the wind. The boy bent over to catch his breath and failed to see the dark shadow cast over him. The next instant, the boy felt the earth erupt all around him as four muscular limbs crashed into the ground around him.
The boy fell over and trembled in fear, just as how an ant would when faced against a boot. He tried to back away, but an earth-splitting roar froze him in place. The boy began to sob in helplessness, knowing that his end was near.

The dragon was pitch black, larger than any other building in the vicinity. Blue stripes were etched across its entire body, mostly on the wings and chest. Its wings unlike dragons he had read about were more like that of an angel.

An angel of death indeed, the boy thought to himself. That was when the boys' eyes widened. Not of fear of his own death or that of the mighty beast staring down at him but at what was on the beast's head. A man, the same one that he had welcomed to the village and thought of as a friend, was seated on the dragon's head. "You…but why?" he croaked out, refusing to believe what he was seeing.

That was when something wet fell on him. It splashed off his head and stained his body. Shivering, the boy looked at his hands, noticing that they were pitch black. The second, third and fourth drop fell onto the boy, covering him head to toe in the sticky substance before he finally dared to look up. He squinted his eyes slightly and saw that there was a long line across the dragon's chest and the black liquid was leaking from it.

Before he could think, pain rippled across his body. The black liquid was burning him and seeping into him. If he could scream, he would have but the pain robbed him of that luxury. His eyes bulged in defiance at the duo as he began to choke and sputter. He raised his hand, making an invisible grab at them as the black liquid began to consume him.

He never made it. The hand fell lifelessly to one side as the darkness welcomed him.

Flashback ends

Dante Homura woke up with a start. A magic circle was already formed at his hand as he scanned the forest for enemies. Perspiration trickled down from his forehead and his knuckles were white from gripping his cloak too hard. When he sensed that there were none, he dispersed the magic circle and allowed himself to lie back down onto the bush that was his temporary bed in the forest. "That nightmare again…" he muttered under his breath. " This is getting ridiculous, you are 19 years old and you are freaking out over a simple dream." He chided himself.

The teen had an athletic build and stood at 1.8 meters tall. His spiky chestnut brown hair flowed in the wind that puffed softly as the night dragged on, making the occasional rustling noise just like the leaves. He had an angular face and onyx eyes, no to be more precise, an onyx eye. The other eye was dyed red from the blood that had flowed out from the scar that looked as though it split his eye into two. He wore a black T-shirt that had the word "Phantom Pain" written on it, something that he wished he did not suffer from. He also wore a sleeveless white flak jacket over the shirt and left it unzipped. His jeans were dark blue and covered his legs completely. Additionally, a silver chain hung from his belt and the other end of it was attached to his left pocket.

"Time to go back to sleep, "he yawned and hit the bush face first, attempting to get some rest. As much as the boy would like to deny, the nightmare was not a nightmare at all. It was a memory; one he wished did not exist at all. It entailed details of his clans' destruction, the razing of his hometown and the man who did all of that.

"Zeref," he thought. "wherever you are, I will find you and kill you for what you did to me and my people. That's a promise" As soon as that thought passed, an explosion went off in the town ahead of him.

"Crud," Dante swore. "Just as I was about to get some shut eye."

Brushing the fallen leaves off his body and hair, Dante donned his jacket. It was dark grey, had long sleeves and the end of the jacket was near his knees. Full body coverage. It also had high collar which Dante promptly left open to slot in the skull mask that he always wore when he was on a mission. The kanji for death was emblazoned on to the back of the jacket in white, a reminder of the possible outcome to all those that faced him. In the dark of the night, only the metallic surface of his mask and his red eye glowed.

"Let the hunt begin," He said and slipped on his hood before vanishing into the darkness.

In Exodios

Erza Scarlet was in a pinch. Just two days ago, she had accepted a quest, regarding a monster issue in the town of Exodios, a day's ride from Magnolia. When she arrived a few hours ago, she had encountered the beast she was supposed to slay, a horned lizard. The creature was only half her size and the best it could do was just nibble at her shoes, which she felt was almost laughable. That was before nightfall. As soon as the moon rose, the creature grew to 10 times its original size and sprouted 2 other heads. Its body became covered in spikes, providing it full protection like a shield. All 3 heads could spray a deadly toxic that melted most of her weapons into metallic slush.

"I should have read that small note about killing it before sundown!" she cursed as she dodged another vicious bite from one of its 3 heads. To add on to its venom, the creature's skin was too dense for most of her weapons to pierce. It was as though she was going up against a tank with just a stick. "Reequip: Heaven's wheel armor!" she cried out and her armor changed to that of a metallic angel. Swords rallied themselves all around her as she concentrated for them to hit at a single point. "Dance my blades!" she commanded and the weapons shot off all around her towards the lizard. "Pentagon slash!" she yelled, aiming for the lizard's neck. The swords scored one hit after another, but most of them shattered upon impact, making her attack useless. The lizard scratched the few stumps of her swords that were still embedded in its neck, before shaking furiously to remove the irksome weapons. It then raised its tail and swept a building off its foundations as a response to her feeble attack. Erza had no problem dodging the collapsing building but something or someone below it made her stop.

"Help me please!" A voice cried out to her and Erza's eyes fell onto the source of the plea. A little girl was curled up in a ball, crying for help at the corridor of the opposite building. She was in the wake of the building's collapse but she was too afraid to budge a muscle. "Reequip: Titan's armor!" Erza said, shedding the previous armor and replacing it with a golden and blue one. She dashed towards the falling building and held her hands out to slow its fall. Normally she wasn't capable of such a feat but the Titan's armor that she was wearing increased her strength five-fold, allowing her to provide the girl enough time to escape. "Get out of here now!' she told the girl through gritted teeth and the girl just nodded meekly before scampering away. With the girl out of the way, Erza momentarily let her guard down as she heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that she would be safe. It was not until too late did she see the lizard's tail wrap around her and plucked her off the ground.

"Arrgh!" Erza screamed as the tail tightened its grip around her. Her armor could not withstand the pressure and cracked instantly, leaving her defenseless. She winced her eyes in pain as she pounded furiously on the tail to release her but to no avail. When she opened her eyes, she was staring down rows of teeth. "Jellal, I'm sorry…" she muttered softly as tears welled up in her eyes, believing that her end was near. Suddenly, a whirling sound was heard and the next thing she knew, she was lying on the floor with the lizard's blood all over her. On the ground beside her lay the lizard's tail as well as a black and red circular weapon. The lizard roared in pain and collapsed on its back, gripping the broken and bleeding stump of its tail. Erza turned around, trying to find her savior only to find a dark figure in the background amidst the burning city. He was totally dressed in black, and the only thing she could discern was the steel skull and red eye that was staring back at her.

"What are you …"She thought aloud.